I have
never before watched a game of serious netball, so here for the previously
uninformed are some quick headline points to keep you in that state. I might be a bit confused about some of the
fine detail.
The match
has four quarters, which is good, as it means they won’t need to change the
name. Each is fifteen minutes in
length. Four quarters make a whole,
and I have just written myself into one.
There is one point for a goal, when the ball goes through the hoop. The pitch is divided into thirds with a
semicircle at each end and a smaller circle to mark the centre. The centre circle would be a good name for
this.
There are
seven players on the court at any given time.
All are labelled with a position that carries with it certain rules
and restrictions. For example the GS
(goal shooter) plays in the forward third, and can go and hang around under
the basket in the semicircle while the other players exhaust themselves
trying to get the ball to her. The Goal
Attack (GA) is also allowed in there and the GS pretends to look pleased when
the GA gets lots of goals too. They
are the only ones allowed to score.
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Very few people are allowed in the magic semicircle. Not even the Sky cameraman. Or even Rupert Murdoch. |
A player or
two from the opposition either with the label GK (goalkeeper) and GD (goal
defence) will be trying to stop the GS and the GA from scoring. This involves standing on tiptoe but
falling over just in time to allow the shot to proceed. Sadly, the GK does not wear giant comedy
gloves like they do in football. The authorities
need to consider this.
The Wing
Attack (WA) can go in the central and attacking thirds except for the
semicircle, presumably because GA and GS would sulk. The Wing Defence (WD)
will be trying to stop the WA or in fact anyone from going anywhere. There is also a C (centre) who is
undoubtedly some kind of fitness freak who can go anywhere she likes except
for the magic semicircles, preferably at speeds just short of a motorbike,
but never on one.
There are
complicated rules about feet but everyone seems to know what they are so that’s
fine. Basically you can only move around when you don't have the ball. When you have the ball, you pivot on one foot like a demented flamingo for up to two-and-a-half seconds. You have three seconds to pass
the ball, or else something terrible will happen. After each goal the game restarts from the
centre. Somebody must know the rule
about which team restarts. There's also a rule about the ball having to be caught in each third as it goes up and down, so no lobbing it hopefully from one end to the other.
There are
two referees called umpires. They get
upset about contact but no-one gives them a hard time. This is very refreshing, it has to be said. There are no line judges, but fifteen
people sit at nearby tables keeping count and working out all the stats. Another hundred and fifteen televise the
match for Sky. No fights, no Zambonis,
but all good.
All joking
apart, enormous respect to these two teams who put on a great spectacle, well
received by a sizeable, young and enthusiastic crowd with several school
parties. The game is fast at this
level. I gradually learned to watch
the build-up play as well as the shots.
Compared with basketball, there is less variation in the actual way in
which the ball goes through the hoop.
Therefore there is more to appreciate about the way in which the teams
get the ball into the shooting semicircle to create the scoring opportunity.
It is a pass-and-move game requiring physical speed and speed of
thought.
Great stuff
– I love competitive live sport between teams that are enjoying what they are
doing, and I got a programme too so I am a happy hopper. Recommended for a family sporting night out.
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